Is this winter cold?

It's cold, cold to the bones, cold to the heart...

There was goose feathers and heavy snow outside, and there was some heat in the house except for a kang, which was very cold...

The clumps of cotton wool covered the body, the swollen belly, and it was even colder...

Zhang Guoqing stood in the thatched house at this time and saw the scene in front of him, and the coldness went from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Love is great sometimes...

His mother-in-law, Lin Lishan, abandoned her own flesh and blood for her lover, and lived abroad for seventeen years...

For the sake of his deceased wife, Zhang Wuye has been alone for decades guarding the home that is about to collapse...

But the reality is in front of him, does Zhang Wuye feel that he has lived enough, or just doesn't want to leave this once loving and tender hut?

Zhang Guoqing shook his head at the clan uncle behind him, stepped forward, and looked at the old man quietly.

"Little Wu, you and your uncle go back. I don't live in his house, and I don't live in yours..."

"Fifth grandpa, you miss the fifth grandma, right? She will definitely wait for you to chat with her on Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

On the side, he passed to Zhang Wuye's uncle, "Little Five..."

"Shhhhh Did he ever come to him in a dream about what he wanted to eat? Come to think of it, he loves to eat braised pork, especially stewed and rotten, which melts in his mouth. He likes the fragrant gravy in the white rice, and he often says that no matter what this person eats, it is not as delicious as fragrant rice.

You don't tell the fifth grandmother what the future will be. If you don't tell my grandfather what will happen to me in the future, they must be angry. The news is not well-informed, how do you say they are not angry. ”

"Your grandfather's favorite is not braised pork. He likes old high fever the most, peanuts the most, roast chicken the most... Oops, stinky boy, you did it on purpose. ”

Zhang Guoqing laughed when he heard that Zhang Wuye finally spoke.

"Seventh uncle, I'll hold the fifth master, you close the door. Fifth grandfather, don't worry, I don't think this house can collapse. ”

When Zhang Wuye heard this, he immediately got up, "What are you doing?" I'm really not going. If you're not at ease, help me get some firewood. ”

"Dad, will you come home with me? Your grandchildren, they all want you to go over. ”

"Don't!"

Zhang Guoqing was silent for a while and shook his head, "Stubborn old man." You wait for me to come back soon. ”

After moving the firewood in his village courtyard, he thought about it and was not at ease, so he secretly stuffed a bag of bud rice noodles and put it in the old quilt and sent it over.

Because of the presence of outsiders, Zhang Guoqing didn't say much, and compared with his hands. Seeing that Zhang Wuye understood, he was relieved. No matter how good the adoptive is, it is not his own child.

After settling the old man, he hurried back to the county seat. At noon, he was suddenly called back to the village, and he thought something was wrong. Now his daughter-in-law must be worried.

In the county town, I am afraid that the two firewood will be eye-catching, and now Zhou Jiao has given up using the kitchen. Anyway, the meat and seafood can't be burned at the moment. She opened fire directly in the living room. People came to the wild vegetable nest, and there were no outsiders to open a small stove for a family of three.

She is now not only worried about Zhang Guoqing, but also worried about her father Zhou Xiaozheng. went to the south for a meeting in a good manner, which made her nervous.

"Mom, eat dumplings."

Zhou Jiao was amused by her son's voice. What a good boy! Also know to keep two for yourself.

"Son, what do you say when someone asks you what you eat?"

"Wild vegetable nests, gone."

Zhou Jiao teased her son, smelled the smell of dumplings in the air, and secretly wondered if she should eliminate the smell immediately.

She still remembers the smell of meat from Aunt Wang's house next door two days ago, which attracted many children to gather around the courtyard. The pot of bone broth made the children's eyes light up.

Ping An heard the sound of unlocking the door, and jumped up happily, "Mom, it's Dad!" Daddy is back. ”

Zhou Jiao hurriedly stood up and stopped him, "You can't jump on the kang, it's dangerous!" ”

After a while, as soon as Zhang Guoqing came in, a small meat egg rushed to him, he reached out to hug it, and held it high, "Son, what did you eat today?" ”

"Dumplings."

Zhou Jiao put a plate of dumplings on the table, and watched the father and son play with a smile.

"Jiaojiao, I was in too much of a hurry at noon, and I forgot to tell you that my godfather was calling. He said that his father will return to Beijing in two days, and now he is in Haishi, so don't worry. ”

The stone in Zhou Jiao's heart finally fell, and she asked about the situation in the village.

Zhang Guoqing glanced at the child in his arms, and he tried his best to start a brief description in plain and simple language. His son now understands everything, and it would be better if he knew about the situation outside.

When it was time to go to work in the afternoon, Zhang Guoqing had just left the house and met Lao Chen next door.

Lao Chen looked left and right and beckoned to him.

Zhang Guoqing's heart pounded when he saw this. Every time Lao Chen's demeanor is not good. He hurried forward.

"Uncle, are you going to work?"

"Hmm. You still have money at home, right? Remember to take Jiaojiao to buy some snacks and store them at home to supplement the child's nutrition. It's okay for us adults, but children can't save it. ”

Zhang Guoqing said with a smile: "Uncle, thank you." After saying that, the two chatted tacitly, and dispersed to go to work.

It seems that the Food Bureau is about to produce moths again. Last time I reduced the amount, what is it this time?

At this moment, Zhang Guoqing felt more and more how lucky it was to have a good neighbor. However, he didn't treat the other party badly, and having contacts is the long-term way.

As soon as he entered the office and didn't sit down, several colleagues stared at Zhang Guoqing.

He sniffed the smell on his body - there was no smell of dumplings.

He looked around suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Why are you looking at me? ”

A colleague stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, you have a wide range of people and a smart brain. Help us big guys figure out where to get rations. As long as it's food, it's fine. ”

Zhang Guoqing frowned when he heard this, and his face was bitter, "Where to find it?" Our cafeteria is counted. I just came back from the village, and the village porridge is all clear soup. ”

A colleague touched his stomach, "What is good, what is good." I ate a bubble of urine at noon and it was gone. Eating pastries every day is not an option. The wages are not enough to spend. ”

Zhang Guoqing secretly discussed to himself: I can't stand it, it's not very good.

"You're single, it's okay to solve it. We have two children and five children, and that's what we suffer. Alas... I haven't eaten a dry mouth for five days. ”

Zhang Guoqing looked at the bunch of people in front of him. Speaking of which, there is a shortage of food, or a shortage of food.

"Ugh..."

"What do you sigh for? Your daughter-in-law is famous for her cat's stomach, and the saved rations are enough for you to eat. Not to mention that your father-in-law fills in it, and your uncles can still watch it in the provincial capital. ”

Zhang Guoqing smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Everyone is pretty much the same now." My father-in-law eats in the canteen, how much surplus food can they keep? There are few children in the uncle's family. I also worried for several days, wondering where to get some rice porridge for the children to drink. I finally got fat, and I lost weight again during this time. ”

"And what is your son eating now? My youngest son wanted to cry when he wanted to eat eggs yesterday. Alas... It's okay for adults, children are sinned. ”

Zhang Guoqing thought about it and said, "We use pastries to crush and boil into a paste, or Chinese cabbage to chop and boil corn porridge." I didn't eat the eggs when I couldn't buy them last month. ”

After speaking, he looked at everyone's expressions. When he thought of his son's meat, he really couldn't say that there was a serious lack of nutrition at home.

"That's how my daughter-in-law feeds her children. In addition to the pastries, each time the bud rice noodles are brought home, reprocessed, and the thinnest layer is sifted out for the children. ”

"The last time I smashed the ice and caught a few fish, I saw my daughter-in-law scrape the meat out and stick it into a ball. This southern fish ball is suitable for babies. ”

Zhang Guoqing listened to everyone start to talk happily about parenting, looking ahead, he didn't know how many such laughter there would be in the coming days.